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... es could only mean one thing—this was an ancient plot.
“Xiao Wu, seal off my sense of smell.”
“Ding………….”
“If I go on like this, I can’t guarantee that I won’t give in to the temptation.”
Xiao Wu was silent for a long time, and all it saw was Fan Yuan gradually gravitating towards a stall selling lotus leaf chicken in final concedence.
“Ding, at present, there are two props for Master to choose: the Numbing Pill or Nose-stuffi ...
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